Red Handed Lyrics

Only Red Dirt can make a beat like this

Yeah, FG Baby

It's Red FAP, it's Red Dirt FAP

FG Baby, it's Red Dirt FAP

It's Red Dirt FAP, it's Red Dirt FAP

That's Lil Jah

True, it's gettin' hot in here mufucka'

True, true

Cat whine like a bitch, pipe sound like a mortar

Better hide ya daughter, they smoking on that water

Finger tap the thoinky like they playing the recorder

Standing on the corner trippin', camera phones recording

Say no to drugs lil' nigga don't slip, don't trip

Got a gun up on yo hip for what if you won't let it rip

Gas pedal hit that bitch, a thousand horses in the whip

Wanna do something about it, meet me at the drag strip

Aye, feens in the park, it's disgusting

But million dollars moves at the big table we discussing

I might mack the whip shorty giving me brain its bussin'

Throw yo hands up bitch we caught you red-handed you busted

Broke up with the bitch cuz I was tired of the fussin'

And that hoe sneak dissin' these bitches I can't be trustin'

I ain't even takin a bitch out unless I'm cuffin'

Aye, workin like three jobs and goin to school nigga I'm hustling 

Niggas postin drugs like they be trapping but you fronting nigga

Roll the windows down and drop the top yea I be stuntin' nigga

With a badass bitch from Puerto Rico, yea she stunnin' nigga

Car be popping flames like someone shooting why you runnin' nigga

Got the fastest car on the block okay then run it nigga

You ain't got no bread we don't do shit for free, you funny nigga

Banana clip up in this choppa send shots at ya tummy nigga

Boy put down the gun, pick up a book you ain't no fuckin' killa

Cat whine like a bitch, pipe sound like a mortar

Better hide ya daughter, they smoking on that water

Finger tap the thoinky like they playing the recorder

Standing on the corner trippin', camera phones recording

Say no to drugs lil' nigga don't slip, don't trip

Got a gun up on yo hip for what if you won't let it rip

Gas pedal hit that bitch, a thousand horses in the whip

Wanna do something about it, meet me at the drag strip

Yeah, Red Dirt pulled up on the ave with a hellcat

This bitch said her cat from hell, and she got let me smack

She bent it over bust it down I think I broke her back

I drive my dick up in the tunnel like a truck, no mack

Yeah, she addicted to the pipe, but she don't smoke no crack

Yeah, she went from white to black, there ain't no coming back

Rev the voodoo to 8K, got 8K on the tac

Come thru on some funny shit, and we gon shoot, blat, bang nigga

Park be flooded, boy you don't know who totin' that thang nigga

Come thru flexing drop top got this ice from Johnny Dang nigga

Boy, you can not hang with me bitch I don't fuck with lames nigga

Stay up in ya lane can't catch up, boy you can not hang nigga

Whipple Stang GT go 180, don't cause a casualty

They said Red Dirt lost a race the other night, that's blasphemy

A nigga think he faster than me, but that's not his reality

Need to up your game, then join the Red Dirt Academy